Post by fredo on Jun 21, 2012 18:37:28 GMT -5
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LET THE WHOLE THING BLOW
B A S I C I N F O
★ NAME: Fredo Luigi Colombera
★ NICKNAME: N/A
★ MEMBER GROUP: Human
★ POKEMON: Corphish
★ STATUS N/A
★ AGE: 20
★ HEIGHT: Five foot Nine
★ WEIGHT: 130lps
★ FACE CLAIM: Suguro Ryuji from Ao No Exorcist
★ APPEARANCE:
Fredo is a rather rebellious looking male. His skin slightly tanned giving him a rather nice brown sheen to it. The skin it's self has a few burns scars as well as cut scars from wiping and various other accidents. The most noticeable ones would be the one across his neck from when his neck got sliced opened. Fredo is also rather built behind his lean figure due to all his work outs all through the night and day. His eyes are a dark brown, nothing unique about them, just plain. His hair would be past his eyes if it was down however. It's normal color is a dark brown but down the middle of his head is a pulled back blonde fohawk. He has a goatee.
His ears are littered with ear rings. He has three going up on the side of ear, on both. On the inside are stud rings. His clothing is rather biker style. He often wears a white tank top with his leather biker jacket over it with the stud on the shoulders. The large hands are covered by fingerless studded gloves. His pants are usually skinny jeans with rips in them.
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P E R S O N A L I T Y
★ POSITIVE:
- Good Listener
- Gives Good Advice
- Smart
- Strong Will Power
- Focused
★ NEGATIVE:
- Full of Pride
- Violent
- Short Temper
- Pervert
- Paranoid
★ HABITS, QUIRKS:
- Looking over His Shoulder (paranoia)
- Insomniac (paranoia)
- Random Mumbling
★ OVERALL PERSONALITY:
“Move!” is the quote Fredo often uses. He has no time for manners; they are for “proper” people. People like him don’t need them epically when they have a goal in mind. When Fredo tells you to move your ass you move it, and move it fast. Fredo doesn’t like waiting for others, when they don’t listen. When he tells you something it’s for your own good, as he gets angry very fast. His short temper will earn you a quick beating if you aren’t fast enough to dodge his attack. Many people around the city try to avoid him as he has a nasty habit of being one of the most evil people around. He tells the officers how it is and how he wants the streets to be run and if it’s not run his way hell them off and walk away from them.
“Sleep is for the weak!” the quote often use when people ask if he ever sleeps. The truth is he doesn’t sleep. There is no need for it at all, sleep is a sigh of weakness, and not only that it’s a waste of time. Although the truth behind that is he actually can’t sleep, he wishes he could but he can’t. The things from his past made it very hard for him to sleep, making him almost a paranoid schizophrenic at night. He hears things, sees things that aren’t there, he can even feel things, and he knows they aren’t real. He may seem all though on the outside but he is actually scared of lots things. The only way for him to sleep is to feel safe which is only in the presence of his oldest adoptive brother, Lucio.
“You got something to show me?” Fredo has a habit of being an undercover pervert around guys. He will grab a hot guy’s ass as he walks by with the normal comment any guy would say to a girl. Although people don’t take his comments seriously when they are suppose to be taken seriously, because he means it, or they think it’s some person fooling with their heads. No one truly knows that Fredo is into the same gender as himself. The only person who knows that is Lucio and he swore not to tell anyone. Fredo will also kiss some people out of the blue, especially if he really likes the guy, the odd time he’ll kiss a girl to shut them up. Also he’ll do it to teach them a lesson and purposely be rough with them. Under his harder exterior is truly someone who cares for what people want. Love is a thing he always denies. He can’t commit to people, unless he trusts them with his goals, so the only type of love he currently has is brotherly love for his brothers.
“I hope you need this now, because I still do” Fredo states in his mind often when hes comforting others. He has a tendency to sometimes listen to people other than snap at them, although this is mostly for the people as he listens to their problems. He often doesn’t say anything back he just listens and gives a gentle hug to them. He also has a very very soft spot for his brother, even though he doesn’t show it, he does love him to the extent of brotherly loveorisit>><<>>. His brother likes to tease him about being lovers, were he doesn’t like it were it goes against all of his pride, and humiliates him. Around his brother his brother alone he is 100% pure uke. Fredo is known as the confidence, as he does make everyone feel better and give them confidence. Saying this if anyone manages to break his shell like his brother did he'd show more affection towards that person.
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H I S T O R Y
- Fredo was born a twin to a mother and father who sold them to trainers. (no more is needed)
- From the time he was 4 he and his real brother were trained to kill people. This was during the time of the beginning of the Gijinka. These people trained him to eliminate them as their blood was rather pricy on the market. So the training went on endlessly, no drink no food until training was done. There was also no sleep. Him and his brother maintained an enslaved killing like manner for years. And when he decided he needed a break he was slashed across the throat and patched up still being told to train mercilessly.
- Fredo at the age of 9 snapped mentally when his brother was abused enough that he could no long walk. By taking his weapon of choice in hand he managed to slash the trainer to a bloody pulp sending blood all over him and the dead body. Of course soon after that a group of people barged in and killed them all, saving any one child being enslaved.
- Fredo was one of those children who were saved by the group known as Epispect. However his brother was away from his sight and he started to lash out and panic. People around him got bruises and bite marks all over, no one was spared. His brother however was lost in the crowd and never to be seen again unfortunately.
- After escaping the hell he was adopted by the head of distribution of Epispect. This was now his home, a place filled with snobby rich people, espically the now new adoptive brother he hated. The guy had it easy when he complained. He never lost anything before, at least nothing that can't be replaced. The kid never lost his brother like he did. Even though how much he hated the kid the kid kept trying to make friends with him. No matter how much Fredo bashed him or destroyed the boy's things he was always forgiven and tried to give a hug only to be denied.
- After a few months of living with these people and raging ending up literally destroying his room. Just a few hours earlier he heard that he was gonna be thrown out for his raging and night terrors when he did sleep. So Fredo ran away and lived in the woods for about a week. He wasn't happy and was destroying the forest before a small little pokemon walked up to him. A small Corphish out of water. It was strange really it just stared at him before managing to clamp onto Fredo's shirt and not let go. Fredo growled at it but it didn't let go but at the same time no matter how hard he hit it, it only hurt hm more then it would hurt it. This was the beginning of a great friendship and hence leading him home.
- One year later he was in his room alone raging about breaking more things before his brother creeped into his room through the window. And there because the violent lashings. Fredo came out with how much he hated the brother but ending up taking a piece of glass and stabbing his brothers eye out, but despite stabbing the eye out he got a hug leading to tears and a huge back. From then on he loved his fake brother. Soon after the boys scream of pain that followed the hug the medical system came in and took his brother to the medical room. The only way to save him was to turn him in Gijinka of a ditto. Fredo was scolded and locked into a padded room until his brother recovered and it was all worked out.
- A few years after that at the age of 12 he met a Gijinka boy. He was the same age as Fredo and rather nice and pleasent. Of course Fredo being Fredo he was mean and cruel sometimes violent. But over time they became close friends and shared just about everything. All this time Fredo thought it was ok to kill the over populated Gijinka until he met this boy. Fredo found it deep within his heart of stone that it was indeed wrong and that he wouldn't kill any of them or talk badly of them any longer.
- When Fredo went to find his friend on his 16th birthday he found his adoptive brother killing the Gijinka boy. Fredo of course was furious and devastated, unable to do anything. His Crophish breaking it's calm cuddly streak was raging bashing Fredo's leg. Fredo then left for home.
- That same day Fredo left home saying nothing to his family before being stopped by his supposed real mother. She asked him to come join his real family and join team rocket. Fredo refused and left to help the Gijinka. Fredo learned things of the arts and mythology. He became a tattoo artiest and is completely self sustained.
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P L A Y E R I N F O
★ OOC NAME: Allen
★ AGE: 16
★ OTHER CHARACTERS: No
★ RP SAMPLE:
From a different rp on a very good day.
Lloyd couldn't help but send a small grin at the girl. He wasn't expecting her to be so polite and respectful being a dark guild master, but those are the types of stereotypes he used often. Stereotypes are not the best thing to go by but it was something to base his theories around at least. He slowly loosened his grip on the green haired boy and took to a small grin. His golden eyes turned back to the girl softly. She was proper and this kid smelled like booze, how fun. This kid was going to be easy to manipulate and this girl was going to be much harder, not that he really wanted to use her like he would this kid but he would easily attempt an alliance. He wasn't sure how he was going to do it yet but he was going to some time, but patients is virtue most people say at least.
“Thank you Madam.” he tipped his hat again smiling from the complement. It wasn't like he really needed that complement at all or anything, like really, he already knew he looked good in just about anything but there was always a few people who hated his eyes or hair color or something stupid like that. Lloyd smiled as she answered his question for him. Seems she too didn't know why she was invited. It was really nice to be invited to such a ball for being a criminal when usually people don’t go near them due to fear. It was nice to be pampered a bit by small pawns that weren’t his own. It was so much more fun that way especially if you treated them like crap, but there was always distrust. They could slip poison into your drink and kill you, or they could just spit in your food which was rather gross and disgusting.
Soon a repulsive noise shot through his ears. The damned royal trumpets spitting nose into his ears just to signify some fat man on a chair being brought into a courtyard. Lloyd held his ears try to block out the sharp waves of pain. During that he noticed something. A rather strange looking figure, and for some reason seemed no one seemed to notice how strange he was. Was it some kind of item magic or something? It was quite strange really so he kept his eyes on the cloaked figure not letting him escape his view for a moment. His hand playing with the top part of his cane as he watched the fat man take on conversations with the more worthless pathetic people. He hated the rich stuck up ones in their flashy expensive outfits. In honesty he kind of envied them but he also hated them, but he still had his own goals and that's all that matters.
When the cloaked male went up and made some kind of commotion the lights shut off sending a moment of darkness and chaos through the audience. He sighed before grinning. Time to initiate his plans for the green haired boy. He slowly stood up feeling his way to the chair slowly as his eyes have yet to focus to the devouring darkness. Soon he head was next to the green haired boy and he laughed. His eyes almost glowing in the lack of light floating around. He allowed his lips to let go a whisper, “ You hate me? You can't stand to look at me, or is it something else. Something inside of you, eating away at the very soul of your being. Something that has wounded you deeply perhaps? Or maybe something that lost, respect maybe?” he asked slowly as his tongue flicked out. “In the darkness lies freedom where the light restricts human rights.” he spoke with a small laugh before licking up the side of the males neck and up to the back of his ear before backing off and taking his seat again.
Lloyd was truly a basilisk, untrustworthy and evil inside and out. Soon the lights relight and hiss left his lips. It was far to fast after his eyes got used to playing in the darkness. He rubbed is eyes lightly to notice the girl was gone and the fat king was gone to. Either the person use magic or they had a large amount of muscle mass. Lloyd also had a pretty good idea what the criminal was generally like. At least that he was wearing some sort of cloak and a possible magic user. If that was the case he might have had to resort to using his magic but it would be risking and he'd have to limit himself to one spell. After his thoughts he was spoken to by the boy and he laughed softly. “Might as well find the fat fellow, better sitting here and listening to their speech and demands.” he spoke with grace s he fixed his hair before taking off his hat and tossing it to the side. No point in being formal now is there?
Lloyd thought to himself about where that bastard could have gone to at a time like this with a fat man. If he had teleportion magic he could have been long gone by now. However it would have to be somewhere where the man couldn't be heard and could quickly kill him without being seen, which at this point was more then likely the main building. Although that would soon be stormed by distraught guards he might as well take a look. “To the building.” he grabbed the boys shoulder and started to walk slowly to the large building. Soon he actually saw a woman and smiled. She had no shoes and he noticed the eyes slightly but really he couldn't care less right now. He could kill both the king and the villain, blaming the death on the villain and taking all the jewels for himself.
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★ template was made for wretches and kings, do not steal ★
★ template was made for wretches and kings, do not steal ★
CLEAR AND TRUE
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